Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
2. Night berth near Fengqiao
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship.
3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth. All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night. Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night. I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.
4. "82 love poems, the first part"
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Ruan Ji
Can't sleep at night, sit up and play the piano. Thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.
Lonely in the wild, birds are singing in Beilin. What will you see when you walk? Worry and be sad alone.
Can't sleep at night, can't sleep at night. Sit up and play the piano. Get up and sit down and play the piano. The thin curtain reflects the bright moon and the moonlight shines on the thin curtain. The breeze blows on my chest. The breeze blew my skirt. Gu Hong wails in the wild, and Gu Hong (Swan) wails in the wild. Birds are singing in the northern forest. Birds flying and circling in Beilin are singing. What will you see when you walk? What do you see when you wander around? Worry and be sad alone.
5, "Linjiang Xian, drink Dongpo at night, wake up and get drunk"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. ?
The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.
Late at night, I was drunk in Dongpo's apartment, and it seemed midnight when I came back. By this time, the boy servant at home had fallen asleep and snored like thunder. Gently knocked on the door, no response, so we have to lean on the stick and listen to the roar of the river running alone. I often resent that this body doesn't belong to me. When can I forget the fame and fortune? Taking advantage of the dead of night and calm, I took a boat and disappeared, traveling all over the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life.
6. "When will there be a bright moon?"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days. Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth. The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment against people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.
7. "Sauvignon Blanc, a mountaineering trip"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
I traveled in Liaodong and waded all the way to Shanhaiguan accompanied by thousands of troops. At night, the camp is brightly lit and resplendent. It was late at night, and it was snowing outside the tent. Melissa Zhou's voice made people unable to sleep. The author is homesick and lonely, and can't help feeling resentful: Why is there no such disturbing voice in his hometown?
8. Young Beauty Listening to the Rain
Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang
Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. ?
Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
When I was a child, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, red candles lit up, and the curtains were light in the dim light. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans. Now, people are old, with white hair on their temples, and they are alone at the monk's house, listening to the drizzle. The experience of life's joys and sorrows is ruthless, so let the rain drop by drop on the steps until dawn.
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